WAVES - no sentences

This that laid back, cool shit, speeding past a cruise ship

Left you in the past tense, bloody, need a new lip, cool

Wrist like Alaska, 'cause it’s icy though

And we could make you live a half-life like an isotope

I’ve been drinking alcohol, but I ain’t talking isopropyl

Feel like I’m about to fall, them bags under my eyes are purple, woah

Floor getting slicker with every shot, woah

Why you got your britches in a knot?

It’s the sicker spitter, hit a lick, and duck off in the Dodge

'Cept I’m more than likely hoarding someone’s blunt in a garage

In the midwest, yeah, it’s all a front or a facade

Such a bummer to be awful at the only thing you got

But you managing it pretty well, vile with the flow

Think it’s Winterfell, wrist look like a pile of the snow

I don’t kiss and tell, if she wanna fly out for a show

Then I come and then I go, 'cause I’m always on the road

Don’t mistake it or hate it, I made my plate out of waste

And went to the attic from basement, moving up in my placement

From depressed and complacent to «I'ma flex 'til I change it»

When no one knew what my name was, I still wrote page after page

I suppose that if I make it, then that’s why

But I don’t really wanna be that guy

Yeah, I don’t wanna look like the bad guy

But most my competition on standby

So I’ma come through and kill 'em and dig into beats

I brag about nothing but make that shit heat

They getting jealous when they listen to me

But speaking back’ll get 'em ripped into pieces

Pennsylvania to the borderline

From east Manhattan to the Torrey Pines

I’m the central the topic like Florida time

And I’m passing if she only sorta fine

And that’s that… yeah… fax, no printer shit

Finally got some bands but I don’t act no different

Thinking 'bout the old days… bagged no mistresses

Was listening to Coldplay… yeah, don’t mention it, whatever